From Only Love is Real by Brian Weiss, M.D. This is an excerpt from a session he had with a patient. It relates part of a dream that she had and one of the only dreams she had remembered in her adult life. It relates an experience in the Akashic Library with her Soul Book
“Are you aware of anything else in the room?”
“Yes,” she said immediately. “There was a man nearby, dressed in a long, white robe. I guess he was the librarian. He decided who could come into the room and who could not. For some reason, I was allowed in.”
At this point my practical mind could not contain itself any longer.
“What kind of library doesn’t have books?” I blurted out.
“That’s the strange part,” she began to explain. “All I had to do was to put my arms out with my palms up and whatever book I needed began to form right in my hands! In no time the book was complete. It seemed to come right out of the wall and solidify in my hands.”
“What kind of book did you receive?”
“I don’t remember exactly. A book about me, about my lifetimes. I was afraid to open it.”
“Afraid of what?”
“I don’t know. That there was something bad there, something I would be ashamed of.”
“Did the librarian help you?”
“Not really. He just began to laugh. Then he said, ‘Is a rose ashamed of its thorns?’ And he laughed some more.”
“Then what happened?”
“He led me out, but I felt that eventually I would understand what he meant and I would come back and not be afraid to read from my book.” She grew silent, pensive.
